Easter is huge in Australia and I don't actually think it's all about Jesus, it's really all about the chocolate. Aussies love their chocolate! So I bought a bunch of bricks of rocky road as Easter gifts... and kept one (what a shocker). And here I sit, with this two-inch high chunk of dark chocolate that's filled with rose flavoured (note the Aussie spelling) turkish delight, hazelnuts, and Aussie-style marshmallows-- it's seriously naughty!
When did I start liking turkish delight? When I did stop saying "flavored"? Have I turned Australian?
But wait, there's more.
My new favourite (there I go again) cocktail is a Lychee Martini. And I now like passionfruit. And elderberry flavoured beverages. And recently I was introduced to Lemon, Lime, and Bitters a lovely refreshing beverage. Thanks Aussie Erin-- I'm making my own these days-- they're like Shirley Temples for adults.
And sometimes I wonder, maybe I would be doing theses same exact new things if I was back in America. Maybe this isn't an Australia-centric change at all.
If we lived in Florida would we have bought Ruby the Puppy a steer penis? Do they even sell chew toys for dogs made from steer penis? Correct, I said "steer penis"... and not to be rude, but my bitch loves it. Sorry, is this offensive? Just pretend I said she loves her squeaky toy, and forget I mentioned the whole steer penis thing.
Well before I drop the whole steer penis thing, I'll say one last thing... watching her chew the steer penis is kind of like dog porn. Okay I'm done... well actually, not without photos I'm not :).
Dog porn? You be the judge.
